What’s this wet stuff?

Salty wet tears. Happy tears! I’m finally watching A Very Wicked Halloween special. Happy 15th Anniversary!

🎼Because I knew you … I have been changed for good! 🎼

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Caption This! 11/3/18

I’ll start.

Pretending to have mint chocolate chip ice cream for breakfast 😎

As always more to come.

#SoCS for 11/3/18 ~ Point

Happy Saturday and Happy #free48! About time right??!!? This week felt like a year!

 “Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future!”

~Bonus points for anyone who can name that tune~

It’s also time once again for #SOCS. And today Miss Linda gives us an interactive version.  Woo to the Hoo!!!  This is what she tells us:

Open a book on your lap, close your eyes, and put your finger on the page. Whatever you land on, whether it be a word, a phrase, or a sentence, write about it. Enjoy!

Enjoy! Don’t have to tell me twice!!

I am presently reading “Mrs. Fletcher” by Tom Perrotta.  Before I go on this little pointing expedition, let me tell ya, Tom is a mighty fine writer.  I have read several of his books.  Some of the more popular ones have become movies.  Some dark and some light-hearted.  Some both #Election starring Matthew Broderick and Reese Witherspoon.  If Mrs. Fletcher is ever adapted, the storyline could go either way too.  I see a dark comedy in our future.

Any Who.  One … Two … Three … GO!

What about Fletcher’s mom?

Doh!  Yep.  That’s a loaded question.  Cue music again.

“Stacy’s mom has got it goin’ on”

Back to the book, the answer was something along the lines of she’s okay except she gave birth to a colossal AH.  And her son is a piece of work.  A fictional frat boy AH to the extreme.  And this is fiction but as is the case sometimes, truth is stranger than fiction or life imitates art or some such nonsense.

Not nonsense! Faux news.  And I decided that I won’t be political and I won’t curse today but you get it right??? We are surrounded by AHs. Let’s move it along, nothing to see here.

Any Who Part Deuce

Today would have been my dearly departed brother-in-law’s birthday.  Had he not been dealt an ugly fate, we’d be celebrating his 53 years on this planet.  Hard to believe that July marks 12 years since his passing.  Gone too soon but not forgotten.  May the perpetual light shine upon him!  Go forth folks and make today the best day ever!

As always, more to come.

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